I’m sure there are purple flowers in heaven, and if there are seasons, in summer the lucky few might see this blooming. The leaves of this flower look quite a bit like straps of allium, but they’re not… this is the August blooming Tulbaghia violacea (Society Garlic, Pink Agapanthus). From one small clump purchased four years ago, it has been coming back every year bigger and better. A delicate variegated variety that my friend Stephanie brought to me from the UK and that I planted close by to show two varieties of the same genus and species lasted only a year. Mice? Too cold? I don’t know.
If you can tell a pumpkin from its leaf or a rose from its thorns, you can also difinitely tell a bean from its flower - and the purple of this flower will help you remember the bean’s name: Purple Hyacinth Bean - fantastic in Latin: Dolichos lablab!
Another American prairie flower - not native to these parts. How wrong of me. I should confess I also listened to some South American music whilst driving to Rome this past weekend. How bold. I should have stuck with Vivaldi, but I was falling asleep!
Last year I made fun of FLW when I posted this flower that he so adored. This year I’ll not even bother telling you who he is… not a gardener, for sure!
Stephanie Mahon gave me this plant last year, and I’m slowly spreading it around. I remember it blooming last year, and might be posting something you’ve already seen on this blog, but as I enter my second year of blogging, I’m torn between wanting to always show something new and exciting and wanting to show the cyclical beauty of perennial flowers returning year after year. Somehow reassuring - like friends who come back to the castle every year.